Citizen Steak

In the grocery store, checks, debits and the bottom line groove to the beat of "America at War."
Packaged people socialize.
Gold watches, Gucci and a pinch of glibness.
Rib-eye, back-side, abs and tits.
Select choice cuts. Grill flesh over open flame of near poverty, being careful to flip parties regularly.
Leave the MTV on high, prepare collegial sauce of African-American studies, feminist platitudes and suave sophistication.
Serve with a side of intellectual vegetables; Kant, Achebe or even Bloom will do.
Add a glass of iced Scotch to alleviate Marxist bitterness.
Here we have it: the perfect remedy for Hamsen's "Hunger."